CHARLOTTE’S POVFive Years LaterFive years later, I learned that happiness didn’t arrive loudly.It came quietly.In the soft sound of laughter drifting down the hallway.In the weight of a small body leaning against my side.In this way, the past no longer causes pain when I recall it.I stood by the wide glass windows of our home, watching the late afternoon sun spill across the garden. The house was warm, alive, nothing like the cold places my memories once lived in.“Mummy!” Two voices called at the same time. I smiled before I even turned.Aiden’s daughter, our daughter, ran toward me first, curls bouncing, eyes bright like mine when I laughed without holding back. Right behind her was her twin brother, determined, stubborn, and already far too confident for someone his age.“Slow down,” I laughed, crouching as they crashed into me.They wrapped their arms around my neck like I was something precious they were afraid to lose.“Atlas took my blue,” Aurora complained, arms crossed
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